By Bill Eckel A-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah. The sirens wailed. No longer a watch or a forecast. The tornado was on the ground. It was ten minutes to six, April tenth, nineteen seventy-nine and I was about to experience the most memorable day of my life. At the time, I had lived in Wichita Falls, Texas, for thirteen … Continue reading The Most Memorable Day of My Life
“WHEN COWS FLEW”
By John Grey Tornado's been through. Time to make what from whatever. See what fell enough to need to be taken down. Or to admire the still standing structures. say hosannas to unknown architects. Once again it's hammered home that the earth has weather and we're left with the rest. And it's arbitrary. Maybe that's … Continue reading “WHEN COWS FLEW”
